Music obviously has an affect on people and has evolved to many different forms for differing tastes. With the advent of much more convenient forms of consuming the medium such as iPods and more recently streaming services such as Spotify, Music is so easily discoverable, shareable, and social. Growing up, I was raised heavily on classic rock and songs before I was born. Now however, I've grown to like the music of today. Along with this new development I've come to appreciate the beauty of concerts.

The seeming common notion among people I’ve discussed this with is that the artists of these songs are often seen as other-worldly figures. This tends to happen with many celebrities and famous people, and it’s easy to see why it can happen with artists. Here are these people applying their forward thinking creative talents into pieces of work that reach so many millions of people. Their songs, if favorable to our tastes, can go so far as creating deep, intimate connections with our emotional states and ways of seeing life. So with such a kind of magical power, being in the same room with these living, breathing wizards of sound brings a distinct energy. It’s like you’re about to enter the eye of some special world that is confined to that arena and that timeframe. Before the main act though, you know the other artists here are about to present their shows, and if you’re lucky enough, you may actually find something new to add to your playlists. This odd mix of excitement and expectation along with discovery explodes into the frenzy of the headlining show. It’s insane that kind of passion, because in that moment all the melodies that you’ve been blasting in your headphones for so long is in front of you. Better yet, you’re surrounded by people who love the music just as much as you do, and no matter how much out on the fringe the music may be, you’re surrounded by your people. You feel a part of a pulsing group giving it all for this demigod in front of you. Then the music, it hits you hard with every drum kick, it whisks you away with every wondrous riff or transition of song section. Throughout it all though, something oddly remarkable happens. You realize the humanity of it all. These people you’ve deified for so long suddenly fizzle away into the people they really are. Sure they’re giving a great performance that is probably blowing your mind right now, but that’s all coming from a bunch of guys and girls. It’s really no superhuman species thats been spinning these sounds for so long, and that’s special. You suddenly become a part of the music because you’re just like them.

Then comes the PSD, or infamous Post concert depression. It varies from person to person but such a high will always bring about a low afterward. Strangely enough though, this new experience for me has quickly become intoxicating, addicting almost. Sure my wallet isn’t going to like that, but that kind of energy is something I can’t seem to match anywhere else.